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| Livia Meiland | Feb 26 2008, 01:48 AM |
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A knife? She'd pulled a knife on her? Livia's cheeks burned as she struggled to keep her composure, but the girl put it up slowly after she realized what was happening. "Good, put that damned thing away, the Manor would have you terrified for a good bit of a week for that. Do not do that again." she said in a commanding tone. "My name is Livia, and, " she paused, "Gosh, I can't say this without sounding like the blasted American Intelligence Agency, but we've been watching you." "We don't much need you for anything, but your powers make you one of us." She paused for effect, but didn't manage it long with the girl's incessant crying. "For God's sake stop that stupid, infernal crying." She gently cradled her head in her hand, "Here I'm told I'll be dealing with a fueled, strong girl, and instead I get a degenerate pile of tear stained clothing. Seriously, stand yourself up and stop." Livia reached down to grab the girl by her arms, picking her up swiftly and getting her to her feet. "Now enough with the nonsense, I'm offering you a place to stay, a roof over your head." "Now come on, come on, pack up and come with me. If you don't I'll have to force you to come, and make you wish you'd politely taken up the offer." Her face was grim, and serious, the threat wasn't to be taken lightly. |
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6:12 PM Nov 28
